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Jan 2020
my parents thought it was cool of me
to be so independent
they thought it was cool of me
to recoil from affection
thought it was cool
that during 5th grade
I'd hold a knife to my heart
instead of the steak
they aren't red flags
if they make you 'special'
if you survive,
you aren't suicidal
winter
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winter  21/Non-binary
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